Category Archives: life and death

Saying goodbye is an art. My dad was awful at it, his goodbyes lasted 30-40 minutes in the driveway of uncles or family friend’s houses. We’d start in twilight and it would be well past dark by the time we … Continue reading →

Very few mistakes are unrecoverable from, unless you are a brain surgeon who has gin and Cheerios for breakfast to get your steady on. Years ago a brilliant man during my therapy session pointed out my penchant to being hyper-vigilant. … Continue reading →

It’s after two Cosmos, or to be more accurate a double served in a thin plastic cup for poolside, that I could start to breathe. This was not a vacation moment. This was the aftermath of a week of hospital … Continue reading →

My sister Amy is the funniest of my sisters. I say is instead of was because her voice continues in my head from time to time. Softer, yes, since her death but still her and still here. Her birthday is … Continue reading →